All Chapters of Please! Marry Me Again : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Becky’s pov“My dad legally adopted that baby girl?…” Grayson was still halfway through his sentence when Alexander erupted in fury. I had never seen him like this before. His eyes widened, and his jaw tightened as if the very thought of someone challenging him was an insult. His hands, which had been holding me a moment ago, dropped as if I had suddenly burned him.“My baby… adoption? Are you out of your mind? Am I insane to do such a thing? No! It’s you who must be insane. Probably the four walls of a prison cell are what you deserve!”Grayson visibly shrank under the weight of Alexander’s words. He knew the kind of man Alexander was, calm and calculating until his patience ran out. And when it did, the results were always explosive. Without saying a word, Grayson disappeared into the house. Moments later, we could hear his muffled voice as he made a phone call.“Dad, how did you adopt that little baby?” His tone was low, almost as if he feared the answer. It meant that they too had

Bryant’s pov I'm not sure how I was supposed to survive the week with Kathrine acting like that. When Samson invited me to his house to look after his daughter, I had a feeling it wasn't the best plan. I should have declined, maybe come up with some excuse, but the chance to spend so much time alone with Kathrine was too tempting. I agreed, and now here I was in my best friend's bedroom, desperately trying to distance myself from my attraction to his daughter so I could head downstairs. I had never thought of Kathrine inappropriately until recently, but now my mind was filled with those thoughts. I couldn’t escape the images of us together—her beautiful lips, the way my body craved hers. It was driving me to distraction. I had always cared for her and wanted to protect her, but my feelings had intensified to an overwhelming possessiveness that surprised me. Still, I knew it could never happen; she was my best friend's daughter, and that made her off-limits. I had to learn to live wi

Kathrine’s povI slid the tip of my finger between his lips, but before I could go further, he grabbed my wrist. My heart raced at the intense look in his eyes and the firm grip he had on me. Without breaking eye contact, he pulled my finger into his mouth, groaning softly as if savoring the taste of me. His tongue swirled around it, sliding up and down, sending shivers through my body. One by one, he treated the rest of my fingers the same way, each motion drawing me deeper into the moment.I was soaked, my shorts clinging to me as the heat between us grew unbearable. The sensation of his hot mouth on my fingers, the sight of him enjoying every second, and the hard press of his cock against me was almost too much. I’d never felt so turned on. Before my last finger left his mouth, I leaned in and kissed him, letting our tongues tangle as we cleaned the taste of me from my finger.I cupped his face, pulling him closer, opening my mouth to him. The scent and taste of myself on him sent

Kathrine’s POVBryant was so damn stubborn. I could tell he wanted more last night. The way his muscles tensed as he held himself back while I was going down on him said it all. I couldn’t stop wondering what he’d do if he let himself go completely. And I was determined to find out. He couldn’t fight his feelings for me forever, even though he seemed to be trying his hardest.This morning, I woke up and found a note he left for me in the fridge:"Kathrine, I think it’s best if I stayed away today. Maybe some time apart will help clear both our heads. I wish things could be different between us, more than you’ll ever know, but you’re off-limits to me. I can’t make you mine, no matter how much I want to.Bryant.”I groaned in frustration as I read it. Stubborn, stubborn man! Now I had the whole day to kill before I could see him again. I thought things would’ve ended after I used his shirt to get off, but Bryant was stronger than I’d expected. Then, after last night, I really thought he

Kathrine’s povBryant misread my expression and said, “The thought of you with another man drives me crazy, but I understand if you’ve been with others before. I just need to know.”I reached out, running my fingers through his dark hair, letting my touch trail down his stubble cheeks. Locking eyes with his piercing blue gaze, I replied softly, “Bryant, I’ve never been with anyone else. I was waiting for you. You’re the only man who’s ever seen me, let alone touched me.”Relief and hope filled his voice as he asked, “Are you really a virgin?”“Yes, Bryant. I’ve always known you were the one for me.”Without another word, he dropped the towel and lifted me effortlessly, pulling me close. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as I clung to his broad shoulders. His strength made me feel safe, as it always did. With my arms around his neck, he carried me out of the bathroom.I thought he’d take me to my parents’ room since it had the bigger bed, but he surprised me by bringing me